The master

The master

Distressed, inside swells anxiety
Spoken to if I was a mere stranger
Once where there was an interested mind
I cared to humble myself before you with questions
Until this very moment of my present state of being
You are a sword to my heart
Bleeding my energy
You say all these terrible things against me
And it is you that long to be engaged to hate
Passing your mind and coldness
Your blackness is a void of nothingness

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